Chapter 70
Day by day, the apples in the orchard in the village are fully ripe.

So, the whole village, old and young, went into battle to pick apples.

The apples in Banpo Village are not worried about sales, and the factories in the county and city have an agreement with them. When the apples are ripe, they will directly send people to buy them.

Compared with selling directly to the buying station, the fruits in Banpo Village earn a little more money.

The reason why Banpo Village has this preferential treatment is because of Geng Jizong.

Although Geng Jizong was unwilling to accept preferential treatment from the state, the leaders above still took care of him in different ways.

Since the stubborn old man is not happy to take care of Lao Geng's family alone, let's take care of the whole Banpo Village together.

Right now, everything is collective.

The life of Banpo Village is better, and the life of Lao Geng's family will also be better.

Song Juan also participated in picking apples.

After all, you can only eat apples if you go to work.

There are mainly two varieties of apples at the moment, Guoguang and Jinshuai.

Guoguang is sour and sweet, while Jinshuai is a bit soft when ripe, and the taste is also sweet and sour.

Compared with the later generations of Red Fuji, the taste of apples at this moment is indeed a little bit worse, but the taste of apples is very strong.

In contrast, Song Juan still likes Apple at this time.

Unlike the apples of later generations, they look very fragrant, red and big, but when you eat them, the apple taste is very light.

Song Juan did some research on this.

It turns out that many of the apples of later generations were picked before they were fully ripe in order to make more money.

As for why the color of the apple is so good?
Some are treated with coloring agent, and some are covered with reflective paper under the tree. In just a few days, the light is strengthened, so that the apples can be quickly colored.

At first, when Song Juan learned about this, she was so angry that she was half dead.

But after she deeply understood the reason of all this, she didn't know that she should resent sleeping.

Fruit farmers have worked hard for a year. If the apples are allowed to ripen normally, they will not be able to sell at a high price, and may even lose money.

She has been to the apple producing areas in the north and saw that the apples are divided into many grades. Sometimes, the best apples only cost two or three yuan a catty.

Strictly speaking, many of the apples sold in supermarkets are secondary fruits with a purchase price of less than one yuan, but even these secondary fruits can be sold for six or seven yuan in supermarkets.

The fruit growers did not make any money, and the common people ate high-priced inferior fruits.

As for where the first-class and second-class fruits were sold, Song Juan didn't know anyway.

Someone said it was exported!
Unfortunately, Song Juan did not find any supporting evidence.

The apple picking lasted for two days, and most of the apples were sold except for a small number of apples that were too small or crooked.

As for how much it was sold for, Song Juan didn't know.

This will not be known until the settlement at the end of the year.

After all, at the end of the year, the village has to settle work points and distribute money to everyone.

After picking apples in the village, the little dolls in the village rushed into the orchard.

Because in the process of picking apples, it is inevitable that there will be omissions.

The little dolls went to the orchard to find the missing apples.

Just like during the autumn harvest, the little dolls will also run to the fields to pick up the missed peanuts and sweet potatoes.

For these things picked up, the village has always done that whoever picks them up will return them.

Song Juan wasn't idle at home either, mainly Song Mingsong and Song Mingbo, two little things, insisted on arguing to pick up leaks.

In fact, it is still very difficult to miss such things in the orchard.

You know, these apples can be sold for money.

The villagers swept almost every tree three times, just for fear of missing something.

"How many did you two pick up?"

Turning around a field, Song Juan only found one missed apple, and it was not small in size. The fly in the ointment was that this apple had been pecked by magpies.

However, such an apple that has been pecked by birds tastes really good.

Song Juan had eaten apples when she was picking them before, and they were really fragrant and sweet.

"not a single one!"

"Hey, aunt, did you pick up such a big one?"

Song Mingsong and Song Mingbo were downcast at first, but when they saw the big apple in Song Juan's hand, their fighting spirit was immediately high.

Even seeing that the apple in Song Juan's hand had been pecked, the two little things didn't make them retreat.

"Go, go, let's continue!"

The two brothers were fighting high, while Song Juan found a rock and sat down.

She really didn't think she could gain anything today.

Before going out, she took a special look at the luck of the two little nephews, it was normal and there was no difference.

In other words, there is a high probability that these two little things will gain nothing today.

A few minutes later, the two returned to Song Juan's side, still empty-handed.

"Auntie, let's go home!"

The two little guys who were finally hit were finally planning to withdraw their troops and return home.

Song Juan naturally wished for that.

The three set foot on the way home.

As a result, halfway through, Song Mingsong suddenly jumped up and hid behind Song Juan.

"Auntie, there, over there, there is, there is something!"

"what?"

Song Juan looked in the direction of Song Mingsong's finger.

The next moment, Song Juan was overjoyed.

In her eyes, a little hedgehog carrying dates appeared.

"Look at your little guts, that's a hedgehog!"

Song Juan stepped forward quickly, stretched out her hand to pinch the spines of the little hedgehog, and lifted it up.

The frightened little guy quickly shrank into a ball.

However, it didn't work.

The spikes on the hedgehog are not a threat at all as long as you don't use your strength.

"Auntie, can I touch it?"

Song Mingsong looked at the little hedgehog who was picked up by Song Juan, and suddenly became interested.

Song Mingbo also moved forward, eager to try.

"Come on, touch whatever you want!"

Song Juan put the little hedgehog on the ground and called the two little nephews to come forward.

"Hee hee, fun!"

The two little things stepped forward and stretched out their hands to press the little hedgehog's quills, but they were smart enough not to use too much force.

"Have you finished touching it?"

"Let's go home after touching it!"

Song Juan had no intention of taking the little hedgehog home.This thing is said to eat many kinds of harmful insects, and it is a beneficial animal.

"Auntie, can't you take it home?"

Song Mingbo really wanted to take the little hedgehog back.

If he brings this little hedgehog back to the village, his friends will definitely envy him.

Song Juan could naturally see Song Mingbo's careful thinking.

She reached out and tapped on his head, saying, "No!"

"Little hedgehog will eat a lot of pests and can protect apples and crops. If you take him home, he will die!"

"Do you want the little hedgehog to die?"

"No, I don't want to!"

Hearing that the little hedgehog would die, Song Mingbo shook his head quickly.

"But, I still want to play with him!"

Seeing Song Juan put down the little hedgehog, Song Mingbo felt a little bit reluctant.

As for Song Mingsong, as an older child who has already gone to primary school, although he also wants to play, but in order not to be arranged by his aunt to do homework, he is very obedient.

(End of this chapter)

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